[ nariah ]
i texted my best friend back from my apple watch while mr. jordan was talking.
"and your not even paying attention!" he threw his hands up. if he keeps this up, i'm gonna be late for lunch.
"detention. after school." he gave me the yellow detention slip and basically shoved me out of his class.
i can't go to detention. the real real bad kids go there almost everyday.
i pulled out my phone and started to text trell.
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Riah. : Trell I have detention today so i'm not gonna be home.
Trell: You just make sure you come home after. Ben will be hea'.
Riah : Okay.
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atleast fine ass Ben would be there when I got there. not like i would try anything on him or anything cause my ass would be grass.
walking down the hall, all i saw was kids kissing, and people talking.
disgusting.
all that was on my mind was being a human rights defender. i've wanted to be one since i was a little girl.
i've been secretly taking online courses to obtain my associates degree of college by the time i graduate. nobody wants to stay in ghetto ass baton rouge all their life.
"nariah gaulden to the office please, i repeat, nariah gaulden to the office please." the intercom spat out.
i rolled my eyes at the thought of who could possibly be here to talk to me. i hope it wasn't kentrell cause god knows he's hell.
as i opened the heavy office door, i was suprised to see three and boomer sitting in the chairs, waiting on me.
"so, why are yall here?" i questioned them. boomer looked as if he was about to jump out the chair and strangle me but he didn't.
"don't get hit, little girl. we came to pick you up because we have to go do some stuff and nobody's gonna be able to pick you up after detention. oh, not to mention we got you out of detention. you're welcome." three said, taking my backpack from off of my shoulder.
"well, thank you. that's why yall my favorites" i kissed three's cheek. we all got up and left out.
on the way out, we noticed ben coming in.
"aye, since you going in the school, you take riah with you." boomer shoved me and my backpack towards ben.
"Bye yall." three and boomer said in unison, walking away before we could even protest.
ben mugged me as he continued walking, leaving me behind.
i jogged up to catch up with him, but by the time i caught up, he was looking into some teacher's classroom.
"why are we still here? I'm already signed out buddy." i tapped ben's shoulder. he turned around fast, like he was about to backhand slap me.
"shut up nariah, for real. i have to take adult ed cause i never finished school. i start tomorrow dumb nut." he rolled his eyes and pulled my arm, practically dragging me out of the building.
people gawked and stared at ben and i as he dragged me out of the building.
"ben , your hurting me you jackass!" i whisper yelled.
ben opened the door and pushed me into the car, slamming the door back.
when he got in the driver's side, he completely ignored me.
"fine then, i'll go text my boyfriend." i said, turning my whole body away from him.
i felt my phone being snatched away from my hands and a hand around my neck.
"say you got a boyfriend one more god damn time nariah.." he said, getting ready to drop my phone out of the already rolled down window.
"i have a-" i didn't even get to finish my sentence before i heard my phone drop to the cement. i would be a liar if i said i didn't like ben choking me.
ben took his hand from around my neck and silently laughed. he put on his seatbelt and sped out of the parking lot, running over my phone.
"you think this is funny! you owe me another phone bitch!" i yelled as we stopped at a red light.
"i'm not gone be too many more of your bitches." ben said, calmly. i was lowkey scared the way how he was so calm but i wanted to push his buttons.
"bitchy bitch bitch bitch bitch!" i yelled in his face. he just nodded, and i could see his fist forming.
what if he hit me?
i shouldn't have done this.
"okay, i got something for you when we get in the house. you bet not run either." he said, turning on the street where trell's house was.
nobody's car was in the drive way which means one thing ... nobody was home.
ben pulled into the drive way, and my legs were shaking.
i hope this boy really doesn't hit me. he already doesn't like me.
